James Montgomery Quotes

The sum of all sums is eternity.

I'm going to record forever.

I've been thinking about forever

Every moment is nothing without end.

That is a long word: forever!

I have just got a new theory of eternity.

Forever is composed of nows.

Time seems to stop in certain places.

Eternity's a terrible thought. I mean, where's it all going to end?

Forever is a long long time and time has a way of changing things.

Eternity is not ever-lasting time but the real, unfading, indestructible, and timeless Present, for, as Schroedinger said, the present is the only thing that has no end.

They'd been standing like that for thirty seconds of forever.

The present is the only thing that has no end.

The time on either side of now stands fast.

Forever only takes its toll on some

If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short parenthesis in a long period; and eternity had been the same as it is, though time had never been.

There will be today, there will be tomorrow, there will be always, and there was yesterday, and there was the day before.

It stared at them, and it paused for a hundred years, which transpired in a dozen heart beats.

It's only forever... Not long at all.

I know I am deathless…We have thus far exhausted trillions of winters and summers, There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.

Right now counts forever.

What is eternity? You're on the checkout line at a supermarket. There are seven people in front of you. They are all old. They all have two carts and coupons for every item. They are all paying by check. None of them have ID. It's the checkout girl's first day on the job. She doesn't speak any English. Take away fifteen minutes from that, and you begin to get an idea of what eternity is.

We'd start slow, the way we always did, because the run, and the game, could go on for a while. Maybe even forever. That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really all about. It was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant I wished would last and last. But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening. Right then, as I ran with Wes into that bright sun, and every moment afterwards. Look, there. Now. Now. Now.

For eternally and always there is only now, one and the same now; the present is the only thing that has no end.

Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.